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Dusk To Dusk: Hearbeats

“Were we just imagination at play?’’ muses poet Michael B Poyntz.

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Something happened on the way to sunrise
you turned left
we turned wrong
now I am alone
wondering where
you are flying to tonight
did you know
so very little
of me

You ask questions
then refuse to hear the answers
there have been countless moments
when all we ever needed
we found in each other s eyes
do you not trust your heart beat
did you not trust mine
do you know
so very little
of yourself

Do you not recall
the echo of our heartbeats
each in total harmony to the other
is loving someone so
easy to do for you
and then so easy to undo
were we just imagination at play
did we know
so very little
of each other


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